Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 742: The Youngsters Can’t Beat Them
He Wushuang, who had just been "resurrected", was lamenting the horror of this world arena. It actually could even include the king realm. Even the king on the arena could be resurrected after death just like others in the realm.

It's just that the process was relatively more uncomfortable. Even for him, who always considered himself to be a man of strong character, his stomach still felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, which made him frown.

But at this moment, this arena is already exaggerated enough.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he heard Tuwazi, Gu Chen, and the Exiled Immortal specifically mentioning the names of people who wanted to compete with him.

The disdain in his words made He Wushuang so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Even though Demon King Pu came over to ask for a fight, they all refused. Instead, they all stared at him...

OK OK...

This means that they think He Wushuang is easy to bully.

Pu Mowang, who was standing aside, had a gloomy expression on his face, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Of course, I really don’t know what to say.

If the other party doesn't want to fight against you, you can't force yourself to attack him, as that would change the nature of the situation.

After all, the rules set by that man are actually beneficial to his domain in a sense.

Otherwise, if these powerful kings had acted recklessly, his domain would have been in chaos.

It's hard to defend against.

Such things have happened before. In the unprecedented war in the ancient times, strong men from the nine heavens and ten earths were killed in foreign lands seven times.

Moreover, this group of people have only just entered the King Realm, but they can suppress He Wushuang, who has been in this realm for tens of thousands of years. If the giants do not take action, it will obviously be difficult to suppress these people. Give them some time to continue to develop. If new and old accounts are to be settled together in the future...

In other words, they could have launched a more fierce attack, but ultimately chose this relatively "elegant" approach, so naturally we have to follow the so-called rules.

With a sigh, Pu Mowang looked at He Wushuang who had a gloomy face, and silently encouraged him in his heart.

Judging from the momentum of the other people, they are probably not inferior to the first one. With the lessons learned from the past, to be honest, it is actually a little worried about He Wushuang.

If he is suppressed continuously, the reputation of this former leader of the younger generation in his domain will probably be completely destroyed and completely ravaged.

But I could only watch.

Unless He Wushuang wins, or is suppressed by the remaining few people one by one, it may be his turn to play.

But by that time, even if he could suppress these ignorant young men, the momentum of the foreign races would probably be irreversibly burned from a still small flame to complete numbness.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a blatant conspiracy. It seemed like a challenge to another domain, but in reality it was an unlimited effort to reduce the morale of that domain.

But in the whole world, open conspiracy is the most difficult to break.

Especially when we are not strong enough, we know what the consequences will be, but we have no choice but to go ahead with it.

Also, this stage...

I didn't expect that even the king could be resurrected. It was beyond imagination. Demon King Pu couldn't even imagine how powerful the man who had once turned the world upside down in his domain really was...

I really shouldn't think about it.
Because the more he speculated, the stronger the throbbing in his heart became, as if a pair of vast, dark eyes were staring at him from out of nowhere.

"He Wushuang, do you dare to accept my invitation to fight?"

At this moment, the country boy walked out first. He was not very tall, but quite broad. As he moved, his whole body was shrouded in a misty earthy atmosphere, as if a whole vast land was pressing towards He Wushuang.

The air around suddenly became tight.

This is the terror of entering the realm of the king with the Red Dust Immortal as the foundation. It is a road of its own and there is no need to pay attention to the accumulation of foundation. The Red Dust Immortal itself is the greatest foundation.

Often, even after countless epochs, it may not be possible for someone to achieve the status of a mortal immortal.

At the same time, Tuwazi's words were extremely provocative. What do you mean by dare to accept the invitation to fight?

Just accept it.

If I don't accept it, wouldn't that be a disguised admission that I'm afraid of fighting?
He Wushuang's face turned ashen.

Naturally, he noticed the hidden meaning in the country boy's words.

He snorted coldly, "Why not!"

After resurrection, the originally damaged covert feathers were restored, but there was a slight feeling of weakness in the body. However, in the clash between kings, this feeling of weakness would not affect the direction of the battle.

However, Tuwazi shook his head at this time: "Let's wait for you to rest for a few days. There is plenty of time anyway. I am not in such a hurry to suppress you."

What he wanted was to suppress the other party in an upright manner.

Otherwise, even if they win, people from other lands will probably feel that they have won unfairly.

"..." He Wushuang couldn't help but feel angry when he heard that. What did he mean by not being so anxious to suppress him?
"Between you and me, it's not certain who will suppress whom."

He Wushuang's eyes radiated golden light. Even though he failed in the clash with the ten-time champion, he still had an undefeated spirit.

The country boy chuckled twice but didn't respond.

We will know who is strong and who is weak after fighting in a few days. There is no need to argue with He Wushuang now.

In this regard.

To be honest, his strength is weaker than that of the ten-time champion.

It is still unknown who will win by then.

Even if he couldn't stand to the end after trying his best, he and Wushuang couldn't stand either.

Anyway, with the protection of the adults, he can be resurrected even if he dies in the ring. This country boy has already used this life-threatening technique countless times in that dark secret place.

The only difference is that if you fail in the fight for your life in that secret place, you will really die.

But here there is no need to worry at all.

To be honest, I should have performed even better in the ring.

Anyway, country kids don’t have any psychological burden.

After the battle at the king level, there will be a clash between the younger generations.

Among them, Li Zicheng is naturally the main one.

Possessing the Demonic Body, Li Zicheng's strength is unquestionable. He achieved ten consecutive victories as soon as he stepped onto the ring. Almost no one in the same realm could be his match.

The one who held out the longest was a foreign genius named Ming Feng, who was at the Immortal Realm. He had never been defeated since his debut, which was terrifying. If he had not met Li Zicheng, the other geniuses in the village would most likely not be his match.

But unfortunately, Ming Feng met Li Zicheng who possessed the Heavenly Demon Body. Although he lasted the longest on the ring, he also looked the most miserable. His whole body was shattered into pieces, like a broken porcelain bottle.

This made the people from foreign lands, who were already somewhat desperate, even more hopeless.

How is this played?
The elders were unable to defeat him and were completely abused. They even felt desperate when talking about that mysterious man.

At the beginning, the younger generation could only sweep across the same realm, but now they are able to contend with the kings of other realms and are undefeated, and can even suppress the immortal kings of other realms.

Right now, he can’t even beat the younger generation.

There is simply no hope.

(End of this chapter)